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Day 127; Footnotes of Rambling On

The furthest I went outside today, was to move my car into the carport. The way the wind was blowing I feared things falling. Limbs, squirrel, space junk. I debated on going hiking, but I was cold. I’m still cold. … Continue reading

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Day 80; Footnotes of- and so it Begins

I sat here, daydreaming. Staring out the window and watching the cats and the sky. Finally growing weary and suffering from a severe case of cabin fever I grabbed a sweatshirt and headed outside. Here are a few example of … Continue reading

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Day 78; Footnotes of the Last Official Day

Do I say good-bye? Do I wish you well as you go on your way? Or do I dance the dance of one happy to see you leave? Tomorrow, is the first day of Spring, that means this, is the … Continue reading

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March Eleventh; The Word, is Warmth

 For what ever reason, my dog Molly woke me at five this morning barking. Molly sleeps in this room and Bella in mine. I can’t bring Molly into my room because she would want to play or fight all night … Continue reading

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Day Thirty-seven; Footnotes of a Winter Night

  Today was quiet. I didn’t get to read anything other than my fellow bloggers talents. I had no plans of going anywhere today, just taking it easy here, watching the cats outside and trying to create amazing work to … Continue reading

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January Seventeenth; A New Love

Sunday morning, I’ve added wood to the wood stove and the house is regaining its warmth. I have my coffee and I am sitting here in my chair looking  out the window at the morning. The sunlight reflecting off clouds … Continue reading

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December Fourteenth; If I Could Give a Gift

It would be one that fits like a…glove.  I’m sitting here in my usual spot, cup of coffee handy, listening to the rain falling outside and staring at a blank screen.  This is an every morning occurrence. I stare at … Continue reading

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Day 347; Footnotes of Seeking the Reason for the Season

This year, there won’t be anything under our Christmas Tree. I have a small gift for my son, but it will fit in his stocking. Does this bother me? In all honesty, in a way yes. No matter how old … Continue reading

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